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Bill Fraser/Jock McDiarmid

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Captain Bill Fraser's life was taking a turn straight out of a romantic comedy. Something he definitely hadn't accounted for when he applied to the Special Air Service.

Action-movie chaos? Expected.

Mild horror? Occupational hazard.

Splatter? Practically guaranteed.

But a romantic comedy? That happened to other people. Not to Bill.

And it was entirely Sergeant Jock McDiarmid’s fault. (And Withers. But mainly Jock's.)

Jock (audio message): ""Withers misses you. He keeps checking the door like you’ll walk in any minute. I told him you’re off being heroic, but he’s not impressed. Also, I may have fed him too many treats. Sorry not sorry.""

Bill (text): Tell him I miss him too.

Bill (text): Not you.

Jock (text): Sure, sir.

Jock (text): Hurry back. Withers isn’t the only one waiting up for you.

I won't lie, I had to ask the people in my phone (the discord) what Bella Notte was and its link to Disney xD In the end I don't think it much follows the movie or what the song is about but I do think it came out rather soft and fluffy <3

Funnily enough, a room in an old monastery is the most privacy Eoin's enjoyed in months. The desert was isolated but the canvas thin, and as the ranks of the SAS grew, so did Paddy's cautiousness; the nights Eoin has spent sharing a cot with Paddy have been few and far between. The beds here aren't much larger than the cots they had in the desert, but the wooden door has a lock which is reason enough for Eoin to be happy. If the slight upturn of Paddy's lips when he'd seen the bolt is any indication, Eoin isn't the only one.

Of course, just because they have the luxury of a private bedroom doesn't mean they get to enjoy it immediately. There is paperwork to be done, and men to distract lest they destroy what's left of the monastery. It's not until the moon has firmly set high in the sky that Eoin finally crosses the threshold of the room with a sigh of relief he doesn't bother to fight. Already, his shoulders relax as he leans against the door for a second, the promise of long-awaited privacy giving him the strength to fight the exhaustion seeping into his bones. Observing the room through half-lidded eyes, Eoin blinks at the new pieces of furniture. When he'd left his pack that morning, he could have sworn the table and the two chairs weren't there; given how cramped up the room feels with one of the chairs firmly lodged against the bed on the far right, Eoin is right to think Paddy's done some furnishing to the room.

Clearly, Paddy has no intention of them using both beds, and the thought has something warm coil in Eoin's chest. Paddy's been longing for closeness too. Determined to stay awake for at least another two or three hours, Eoin foregoes the only usable bed to sit in a chair, the wood digging uncomfortably in his back. Even if he falls asleep here, the hard wood is sure to wake him up soon; tilting his head back, Eoin closes his eyes with a sigh, hand carefully massaging his sore knee.

Seconds or minutes could have passed before he hears Paddy's steps approaching, then the door opening and the bolt sliding in place as Paddy enters the room, eyes immediately finding Eoin.

"I like what you did with the place," Eoin speaks without opening his eyes, though he turns his head towards Paddy.

"I thought you'd like this more." Intrigued, Eoin opens one eye to find a bottle of red wine dangling from Paddy's fingers.

"Always knew you speak my language, love," he laughs, taking the bottle from Paddy. He knows Paddy doesn't usually drink wine, much preferring the burn of the rum to the sweetness Eoin favours in his beverages. "Thank you," he says, earnest as he makes sure to catch Paddy's eyes. Though Paddy doesn't answer, sitting down on the opposite chair, his lips quirk up in a crooked smile Eoin wants to kiss but he holds still, serving them both a drink a first. There's a tremor in his hands as he gives Paddy his cup, a deep-seated need to be close to Paddy overwhelming him until his skin almost sizzles with it.

Patience wearing thin now that Paddy's right there, Eoin doesn't wait a second more before he rises to his feet, crossing the room in two quick strides. Immediately, Paddy opens his arms, a smile softening his face as Eoin sits on his lap with a contented sigh. Strong arms wrap around his waist to keep him steady, and Eoin leans against Paddy a little more, burying his nose in dark honey strands. Closing his eyes, Eoin breathes deeply as he wounds his arms around Paddy's neck for balance, cup forgotten on the table.

With Paddy's arms around him, it's like his soul has finally settled, the sea becoming calm once more; body relaxing, Eoin feels like a puppet with its strings cut loose, fully trusting Paddy to hold his weight. The chair creaks but stays solid under them so Eoin pays it no mind, focusing instead on the even rise and fall of Paddy's chest against him.

"Are you falling asleep on me, lad?"

"No," he mumbles unconvincingly in Paddy's hair as he rests his cheeks there. "Just restin' my eyes." Paddy's chuckle rumbles through him and a warm hand strokes a line down his back, soothing and heavy, and doing nothing to help Eoin's current fight against sleep.

Paddy would carry him if Eoin does nothing. He'd slip an arm around Eoin's back, another under his knees and he'd lift him like he weighs nothing. But though Paddy wouldn't complain, his back would twinge and protest the strain, and Eoin can't stand the thought; with a yawn and a kiss that lands half on Paddy's lips, half on his cheek, he gets up on wobbly legs, blindly reaching out behind him for Paddy's hand. It slips into his as naturally as breathing, Paddy following after him like the moon following the sun.

The mattress is softer than it looks, and Eoin sinks into it with a blissful sigh, wiggling closer to the wall so there's space for Paddy. Already half-asleep, he's vaguely aware of Paddy leaning over him to untie his boots but Eoin can't do much more than look through bleary eyes. A gentle squeeze of his ankle precedes his right foot being freed from its confines, and Eoin almost moans at the sensation, wiggling his toes now that he's got the space to do so. His other shoe is quick to follow, prompting Eoin to shift on his side, facing the wall as Paddy sits on the edge of the bed, untying his own boots. It isn't long before solid warmth aligns with Eoin's body, Paddy's chest firm against his back as one arm wraps around his middle to bring him closer, hand untucking his shirt from his pants to rest on his stomach. With a happy hum, Eoin curls into Paddy, soul sated now that he's surrounded so safely by the one he loves.

"Good night, Blair," he whispers, tilting his head to the side for a kiss he receives almost immediately, the shadow of Paddy's smile pressing into his cheek as he's bestowed another kiss. Unable to keep his eyes open any longer, Eoin presses back into Paddy, feeling his warmth seeps between their clothes and vaguely aware of murmured words he can't make out spoken against his shoulder.

ty! <3

Shell or no shell, though, Eoin is still the boy that he'd fallen in love with all those years ago, and so he doesn't think twice about holding him close and letting him cry against his chest.

@skyearth85 replied to your post: I always was amazed about Gregory didn't get Stark...

How Howard and Maria died in Ultimates?

Honestly if I could tell you I would! But there's so much conflicting info about Maria and Howard in ults it’s a little hard to even build a theory.

We hear multiple things about them, Tony doesn’t like his father thats clear, but the rest is really sketchy as to what is canon and what's not.

In ults 1 Tony mentions buying his town house home for his mother 

and this suggests that Tony was making money, and therefore part of the business before his mother died.

In the Orson Scott Card retconned history for them Maria dies in childbirth.

And in the Mandarin run for Ults it appears Maria is either dead or she and Howard are divorced. 

As far as I know, you can sign up for Marvel Unlimited if you’re not in the US, yes. You can only sign up for regular Marvel Unlimited and not Marvel Unlimited Plus  --  Plus is the one where you pay extra and they mail you a box of some comics variants and pins and patches and an exclusive action figure; honestly, I have been pleased with it because I’ve gotten Plus three years in a row and now I have figures of Rescue, Carol in her Time Runs Out uniform, and Tony in a business suit, so they’ve been doing very well at offering me characters I actually like. Unfortunately, they only ship those to the US, so you can only join Plus if you’re in the US.  But regular Marvel Unlimited is still a good deal, I think. It costs $10/month, which is the less than the cost of buying three paper comics. So if all you wanted to read was Avengers, Captain America, and Iron Man, I think you would still come out ahead.

The thing about Marvel Unlimited is that you can only read comics older than six months old, so if you want to read the very most current comics that just come out, they won’t be there -- you’ll need to buy the individual issues either from comiXology or in paper. But they are really good about adding comics to Unlimited when it’s been six months; every week they will list what has been added to Unlimited.

The backlist of older comics is not entirely complete, but they are always adding new comics to it. Sometimes you will run into weird gaps, but they usually fix them eventually; I think the weirdest I found was when I wanted to read Avengers/Invaders (a miniseries that has twelve issues) and they had every issue... except #2. WHY WOULD YOU DO THIS. But they fixed it! They recently finally added all of Iron Man volume 3, which I am excited about.

The one thing they don’t have on Unlimited is any mature-rated comics. If it was published under the Max imprint, it won’t be there. This means that you can’t read Alias. (Note that it’s a matter of the exact imprint that it was published under that determines whether it counts as mature. So you can read Marvel Ultimates and see drawings of people getting vivisected and having their heads bitten off! That’s apparently not mature and you can read that on Unlimited.)

As far as I know, once something is added, they don’t take it back. It’s on there for good and you can read it forever as long as you keep paying them to be a member.

Marvel Unlimited works on computers as well as phones and tablets, yes; I do a lot of reading Unlimited on my computer (like when I am screencapping panels to answer asks) and the website experience is not the best but it is still readable. There are two major problems you will run into. One is that the site is very hard to navigate if you are looking for a particular issue, even if you know exactly what that issue number is and what run it is; they make you click through a lot of screens, and the pages about each run will only load a few comics at a time. I usually just google for the issue number + “site:marvel.com” and get to the page much faster. The other problem is that if you decide you want to use the single-panel viewing mode rather than the whole-page viewing mode, a lot of the older comics don’t have the paneling done quite right and you will find that sometimes where they have chosen to divide the panels means that the words are getting cut off. (The other other problem is that their website is occasionally very buggy and will do things like log you out without telling you. It is literally doing this to me right now as I am typing this.)

The app version -- for phones and tablets -- is a lot easier to browse and navigate. It also has weird problems sometimes, but overall it is a much nicer reading experience. I have to say that I found reading on my phone to not be something that worked for me, but also I have a very old iPhone and the screen is very small; most people have bigger phones than I do and you will probably not have this problem. You will probably run into the paneling problem I mentioned above if you like old comics, though. The paneling on the newer ones is pretty good.

Anche qua in Emilia-Romagna è stato attuato un provvedimento simile ma non so i ricorsi dei genitori a cosa condurranno.